Anna’s POVMy chest felt heavy the moment our eyes met. He stood at the far end of the room, arms crossed, his expression unreadable—calm, but serious.“So,” he finally spoke, voice low and even, “you want to be part of my company?”I nodded without a second thought.Working with him… it wasn’t just about the job. It was a distraction. A way to stop my mind from spiraling into memories I wasn’t ready to face. A way to feel like myself again—or at least, someone new.“I can be your personal assistant,” I offered, forcing a small smile.But the way he looked at me… it was like he could see straight through the surface. Like he saw every scar, every truth I tried to bury.“You’re not strong enough yet to start working, Anna,” he said gently, stepping closer.His concern wasn’t harsh or pitiful—it was warm, grounded, real. That made it even harder to ignore.I shifted on the couch, patting the seat beside me.“Sit, then,” I murmured, softer than before.He did.And for a moment, we said n
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